i came across a tiny sheet of paper while i was fixin my old junks. it read...
dear daddy when i grow old i will be a doctor and i will cure ur sickness and i will take care of your bills and meds so you wont have to pay. love charmie
i cried. i am no doctor and i still havent paid for anything for my dad. life sucks...
wet
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